Mrs. Rebirth

Everyone in the village seemed to know Mrs. Lu, but no one knew Mrs. Lu. In just one hour, almost all the women in the village came and walked.

It turned out that the old lady's arrival would not have caused such a sensational effect. Who asked her to bring Zuo Shaoqing today, not to mention handsome and elegant, but also gentle. At first glance, she was not a farm worker.

As a result, the women with girls of the right age at home became overwhelmed, and asked Aunt Lu one after another: How old is your son?Are you kissing?How is my daughter...

At first, the old lady would push Zuo Shaoqing out to make a few jokes, but then she couldn't bear it when there were too many people asking, and hurriedly yelled: "My son has a crush on him!"

Really, if Lu Zheng knew that he had sold her daughter-in-law, he would have to fight her hard!

In order to avoid trouble, the old lady pulled Zuo Shaoqing away early, and when Ancun fell far behind, the two breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled at each other.

The way back was much smoother than when it came, and the old lady didn't find fault anymore. Zuo Shaoqing's skills have improved, and she is no longer in danger of bumping into tree trunks.

However, Zuo Shaoqing's mood was not as comfortable as when he came here. He thought with itchy teeth: since he arrived in the capital, he and Lu Zheng have met each other as many times as he can count on five fingers, but he actually has time to hang out with Jiang Hengzhou, is it true? Tolerable or unbearable?

Too absorbed in thinking, Zuo Shaoqing didn't check for a while, the wheel of the carriage hit a stone, gnawed, and almost fell to the ground.

Zuo Shaoqing hastily tightened the reins and stopped the carriage. Just as he breathed out, he saw an arrow flying from the side.

"Not good!" Zuo Shaoqing flew forward, but was still half a beat too late, the sharp arrow pierced into the horse's leg, and the painful horse neighed terribly, and staggered forward with the carriage.

Zuo Shaoqing held the ponytail tightly with one hand, kicked his right foot on the ground, sat back on the carriage, and reached out to grab the reins.

Almost at the same time, a gorgeous golden firework bloomed in the sky. Zuo Shaoqing looked back and saw two teams of people appearing behind the carriage. The men in black stopped him.

Zuo Shaoqing grabbed the rein tightly with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Old lady, hold on tight!"

The door was kicked open, and the old lady supported the sides of the carriage and slowly moved towards the door.

Seeing that the reins were not working, Zuo Shaoqing flew onto the horse's back, hugging the horse's neck with both hands, trying to make it stop.

"This can't work, this horse is too wild, both of them have been wounded by arrows, jump out of the car quickly!" The old lady's calm voice flowed into Zuo Shaoqing's ears along the wind.

"Then what do you do?" Zuo Shaoqing had just finished asking, when the old lady yelled, "Jump!"

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw that the old lady let go of her hands, jumped out of the carriage calmly, rolled on the ground, and stood up unharmed.

Zuo Shaoqing had already been taken a hundred meters away by Crazy Horse. Seeing that the old lady was safe, she jumped off the horse without being surprised by her skill.

Before she had time to rejoice, Zuo Shaoqing saw a scene that made her heart beat faster.

Several men in black who had been ambushing by the roadside suddenly rushed out, raised their sharp knives, and slashed at the old lady.

"Be careful!" Zuo Shaoqing rejoiced that his internal strength had just reached a floor, and he could reach a distance of [-] meters in the blink of an eye when performing lightness kung fu.

The old man narrowly escaped a knife, and when the opponent was about to slash the second knife, Zuo Shaoqing hurriedly pushed her away, holding the dagger in his hand to meet the blade, and only heard a "click", and the steel knife snapped.

This was the first time Zuo Shaoqing saw the sharpness of this dagger, but he didn't have time to be surprised. He protected the old lady behind him, and put all his energy into dealing with the man in black's attack.

Zuo Shaoqing had internal strength, but his moves were ordinary, and he showed signs of defeat after persisting in more than a dozen moves.

He knew that he could neither retreat nor lose, otherwise his own life and that of his future mother-in-law would have to be accounted for here.

He thought to himself: Who the hell is this person?bandit? ... Just kidding, how could there be bandits at the feet of the emperor?

killer? ...How many enemies does this town government have?Even this suburb of Beijing dared to assassinate in broad daylight. Aren't they afraid of Lu Zheng's revenge?

Before he had time to think deeply, Zuo Shaoqing bent down, and swung a gleaming steel knife from behind him, cutting off a few strands of long hair that were floating.

He raised his foot and kicked the man in black who was closest to him, and slashed across the man's neck with his dagger, but was stopped by another steel knife.

The man turned his backhand, and the blade slashed across Zuo Shaoqing's chest, and the cotton coat was cut, exposing the cotton wool inside.

Zuo Shaoqing only felt a chill on his chest and a slight tingling pain, and he didn't need to look to know that the knife cut just now was more than just his clothes.

Zuo Shaoqing struck harder, Wujin's dagger in his hand gleamed coldly, and after the opponent lost two steel knives, he didn't dare to use the knife to confront his dagger head-on, so he could only pinch left and right, looking for his flaws.

After a while, Zuo Shaoqing had a few more shallow wounds on his body. Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes today, and as long as he avoided the knife in time, the wounds would not be deep.

Just when Zuo Shaoqing was about to lose his hold, the guards behind finally cleaned up the men in black who were blocking the way, and rushed over to help. With these guards with strong martial arts skills, Zuo Shaoqing was finally able to relax and take a deep breath.

Just after the curtain fell here, smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and a group of fast horses came galloping.

Lu Zheng jumped off the horse directly, stomped twice in the air, and landed right in front of Zuo Shaoqing and the old lady, and asked with a strange voice: "Mother, are you alright?"

The old lady was only covered in dust and was not injured, even her eyes were calm.

She nodded to her son, and then watched him pull Zuo Shaoqing past him, which seemed rude but did not touch Zuo Shaoqing's wound.

Lu Zheng wanted to hold him in his arms but was worried about hurting him, so he could only ask in a low voice, "How are you?"

Zuo Shaoqing pointed to the strips on his body and said, "Look for yourself!"

The gray cotton coat was scratched to pieces, exposing the bloodstained skin inside.

The bright red blood has not yet coagulated, and it is rendered on the fair skin, which looks a bit gorgeous.

Lu Zheng was not in the mood to think wildly at this time, he brushed his fingers over the first wound on Zuo Shaoqing's body, and he was relieved after confirming that it was a superficial skin trauma.

He was leading people back to the barracks, but he didn't expect to see the signal flare of the Duke of Zhen's mansion on the way. The bright golden color was only for the old lady, so he rushed over with people.

Looking at Zuo Shaoqing's embarrassing body, Lu Zheng felt a little scared.

Song Hanlin searched the five men in black who were still alive, but found nothing as expected, so he asked Lu Zheng, "Master, what should we do with these people?"

He looked at Zuo Shaoqing several times in doubt, and said: "What is the origin of this young man, that he can make Lord Lu so nervous, and seeing how intimate the two are, it seems ambiguous no matter how you look at it."

Lu Zheng glanced coldly at the five men in black who were kneeling on the ground. The other party also looked completely unafraid of death, kneeling motionless with his head down.

"Take it back to the barracks! You take half of the people to escort the old lady back to the mansion, and leave three people to clean up the scene." After speaking, Lu Zheng hugged Zuo Shaoqing horizontally, jumped on the horse's back, placed him on his chest, and lifted the reins with one hand , rode his horse and galloped towards the location of the barracks.

The speed was too fast, before Zuo Shaoqing had time to prepare, he poured cold wind into his mouth, he hurriedly put his face on Lu Zheng's chest, and wrapped his hands tightly around his waist.

I didn't feel the tension just now, but at this time, leaning on Lu Zheng's warm and thick chest, the wounds all over my body were burning hot, even my right hand was sore and soft due to excessive force, and the palm of my right hand was even more painful. He bared his teeth.

Lu Zheng tightly wrapped Daxie around Zuo Shaoqing's body. He shielded him from the cold wind, his eyes were terribly cold. No matter who dares to hurt others, he will never let the other party feel better!

When they arrived at the barracks, Lu Zheng carried Zuo Shaoqing off the horse, asked the soldiers waiting at the side to call the general doctor, and carried Zuo Shaoqing to the tent by himself.

Putting him gently on the bed, Lu Zheng knelt on one knee beside the bed, untied his belt, and quickly stripped him naked.

Zuo Shaoqing was still staring blankly at Lu Zheng with a serious face, but when he realized that his body was chilly, he blushed and lowered his lower body, "Take off...Take off so naked, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

Lu Zheng flicked his lower abdomen, a little smile appeared in his eyes, "There is a quilt next to it, if you don't pull the quilt, how much can you cover with just two hands?"

Zuo Shaoqing blushed even more, and when she put on the quilt, she heard someone from outside the camp report that the military doctor had arrived.

Lu Zheng went out in person, and came in with a medicine box after a while, but the military doctor Zuo Shaoqing was looking forward to was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are people?" Zuo Shaoqing asked strangely.

"who?"

"Didn't you call the military doctor?"

Lu Zheng put the medicine box next to the pillow, and lifted half of the quilt, "Why use a military doctor for such a small injury? Overkill!"

Zuo Shaoqing pursed her lips, watching him wipe the area around the wound with a handkerchief, and then apply a layer of golden sore medicine. He treated every wound as if he was facing an enemy, and even a few drops of fine sweat emerged from his forehead.

Zuo Shaoqing stared at his motionless long eyelashes and joked: "Actually, you don't want others to see Wansheng's body?"